Beneath the black mist lay the scattered corpses of a few disciples who had fought back, lifeless skeletons, their sect uniforms tattered and indistinguishable.

Nian Wanzhou held back her tears and didn't cry out. She carried the sect leader and the others into the sect.

Those things had no effect on her, so she was able to pass through safely.

The Third Elder had magical artifacts in his hands, so he could go down without any problem, but he didn't care about that at the moment. All he could think about was how to protect the remaining disciples.

Quite a few disciples followed them out of the sect, and they were actually quite safe.

He immediately took out the remaining magical artifacts and handed them over to the sect leader and the others. He found a spot, suppressed his grief, and began to refine magical artifacts.

The sect leader and others then rescued the people.

Nian Wanzhou rushed anxiously to Nan Yu's alchemy room, where the black fog was thickest and the problem was definitely the biggest.

She couldn't help but comfort herself: nothing will happen, Nan Yu is so smart, he'll definitely be alright! He hasn't even had enough time to eat and drink with her yet, and her third senior brother is already gone; he can't leave her again.

Thinking this, Nian Wanzhou quickened her pace and arrived at Nan Yu's alchemy room.

The door to the chamber was tightly shut, and there was no sound.

She became anxious and pushed the door a few times with her small body, only to find that it was locked.

Nian Wanzhou frowned: What's going on?

She pushed open the door with all her might, only to find that all the spiritual plants on the ground had withered. Those she had planted before she left, along with Nan Yu.

The southern fish... isn't here.

Nian Wanzhou's eyes were filled with tears. As she flew, she kept wiping the tears from her eyes, unwilling to let them fall.

Amidst the withered bones of familiar faces and several unconscious, collapsed disciples, she passed through, carrying away the deathly aura and bringing life, waking those still alive, and then staggering as she searched for Nan Yu.

Finally, amidst the ruins, they found the Southern Fish...

He lay in the pit, his limbs twisted, his eyes closed and stained with blood.

Several disciples' corpses lay scattered around him, clearly having just died. One of the women looked very familiar.

Nian Wanzhou stared at everything in disbelief. She stumbled over, falling several times along the way, and knelt before Nan Yu, weeping bitterly: "Nan Yu, Senior Sister Xingzhu... wake up, Nan Yu, don't sleep!"

Nian Wanzhou shook Nanyu vigorously, but the life force that had long since dissipated from his body told her that Nanyu had been dead for a long time.

She looked up at the sky, at the despairing black mist.

Then she cried out in pain: "Aaaaaah!"

She only had Nan Yu on her mind. Over the years, Nan Yu always had a smile on his face, looking indifferent, as if he had never suffered any setbacks.

But that sunny, kind young man is now lying in her arms, devoid of body temperature.

There was no unrestrained laughter, no rushing to her immediately; no sparkling eyes, no joyful calls to her.

There was nothing there.

He just lay there quietly, without moving.

Nian Wanzhou held his body and wept bitterly.

"Nanyu, wake up! You promised you wouldn't abandon me. You said you'd take me to wander the world and eat all the delicious food in the world... You're the one who brought me into the Tianji Sect. We promised to grow up together and be happy together. How could you break your promise?"

"My third senior brother has already left me, do you want him too? No, you can't do this..."

She kept calling out and crying, but Nan Yu still showed no signs of waking up.

A voice kept telling her: It was Xiao Tiandao, it was him, he killed Nan Yu and took away the person she cared about!

Years later, Zhou's eyes were bloodshot, and his body trembled from the extreme discomfort.

She raised her head, her hatred surging, clenched her fists, and roared to the sky: "Aaaaah!"

Watching the people around her who she cared about die one after another, and being powerless to stop it, Nian Wanzhou was on the verge of a complete breakdown.

First it was her third senior brother, then Nan Yu, and then Xing Zhu and the other senior brothers and sisters. All of this deeply affected Nian Wanzhou, and she was on the verge of a breakdown...

How could this happen?

She recalled what the black mist had said: Little Heavenly Dao was merely using her, those around her would eventually die, and she would ultimately be sacrificed.

She was instantly filled with resentment: "How could you? How could you do this? I've already done as you said. Why can't you let innocent people go? Why?"

She was hysterical, screaming herself hoarse, but no one answered her questions.

"Ah!" Long Yin roared, and she suddenly felt her whole body turn ice cold. Every bone in her body seemed to be trembling. She felt fear and despair, so much so that she forgot she was crying.

"Little Heavenly Dao, I know you're watching. Come out here! What gives you the right to arbitrarily decide other people's lives? You can't do this! If you have a problem, come at me and punish me. What's the point of hurting the people around me?"

She roared, and with a strength she didn't know she possessed, she actually stood up and frantically charged towards the black mist!

All the black mist rushed towards her relentlessly, one large clump after another, which she swallowed whole. In four or five consecutive instances, the black mist actually transformed into her power.

Heaven watched all this unfold from above, unmoved, even wanting to laugh.

He actually laughed, a very happy laugh: "If I don't do this, how will you learn to swallow the black mist? You're just a pawn of mine, why are you so clear-headed? A pawn should act like a pawn."

"If you don't behave, it will happen again next time~ hehe."

Back to Nian Wanzhou's side.

The immense force caused Nian Wanzhou's body to grow larger and larger, from a five-year-old child to a fifteen-year-old child.

She consumed all the black mist above the entire sect.

But a continuous stream of black mist surged in from other sects, rushing like white clouds.

For a moment, Tiandao was stunned, feeling as if something was wrong and the spiritual energy wasn't being converted as expected.

But he didn't care.

"Wanwan, stop! Stop swallowing! You'll explode and die!" When the sect leader arrived, the situation was already out of control. He could only watch as Nian Wanzhou continued to devour the black mist, her body swelling.

Yuheng tried to get closer to Nian Wanzhou, but he overestimated his strength and was repelled by the spiritual power purified by the black mist.

"Pfft." He spat out a mouthful of blood, but still wanted to try again.

However, he was pinned to the ground by Nian Wanzhou's spiritual power and could not move.

The sky changed color, and a torrential downpour began. Those who had woken up saw Nian Wanzhou swallowing the black mist.

"Junior Sister, stop right now!"

"Junior Sister, please don't do this. We're alright now. Please stop."

"Little White Dragon, wake up!"

Disciples from the Tianji Sect and the Guixu Sect tried to awaken Nian Wanzhou, but she had lost her mind and was only frantically consuming the black mist.

"Nan Yu!" she cried out in anguish, "Nan Yu, open your eyes and look at me, watch me avenge you! I won't let you go, even if I have to go to hell, I will drag you back!"

No one can take you away.